You think you can tell when I'm upset, but I only let you see what I want.
When I'm really upset
When I'm really hurt
When I get this uncontrollable urge to step off the sidewalk to become just another piece of road kill.
You wouldn't know.
I hide it behind a real smile that I pull from a memory
A memory from before I knew what it was to be sad
Before I could see through the curtained lies people told
So don't think you know me, because I only let you see me sad to make you feel better.
